Part I
Prompt: Castle helping Beckett dry and brush their hair after a shower.
(Pre-Couple)
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She's slouched on his bathroom floor with a comb in her right hand, grappling against the knots in her damp hair.
She's tired. Exhausted. He can see her eyes glistening with tears as the effort overwhelms her.
He can't let her suffer like this. Won't let her.
Castle pads over to her tense figure and, kneeling down beside her, he slips the comb out of her grasp.
He gets to work on the matted mess of her locks. Softly, slowly untangling each strand until the comb slides freely through her tresses.
He hopes he hasn't crossed the line too far.
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A/N: There will be one more part to this.